[MAGICAL KIRIBAN AU-SAN BECAUSE ALBERT LOVES ME I GUESS]

[onthenightroad]

...now see here, there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this.

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[noarmyatmyback]

*reaches up, brushing a stray lock of hair off Abel's cheek with the back of his hand*

...bleeding.

[onthenightroad]

[...lifts his hand over his face, shifting his gaze to the cuts in question. drops his hand again :|]

Oh.

[noarmyatmyback]

Mmhm. Sorry.

[onthenightroad]

[stretches out luxuriously on the bed, then drapes his arm back over his stomach again]

Bled much worse before.

[noarmyatmyback]

*shuts his eyes again.*

...

[onthenightroad]

[...looks at him]

Hey.

[noarmyatmyback]

*slits an eye open*

...mm?

[onthenightroad]

[lets his leg slip from Albert's shoulder at last, letting that fall to the bed too and stretching out again]

Worried?

[noarmyatmyback]

*dryly*

There's a difference between making you scream and making you need first aid.

[onthenightroad]

[snorts and drops his hands onto Albert's shoulders]

I'm fine. Didn't even notice, really.

[noarmyatmyback]

*hmmmphs.*

[onthenightroad]

I was distracted.

[noarmyatmyback]

...oh.

Well then.

[onthenightroad]

[turns his wrist a bit for another look]

...you're silly. I'll find a bandage if it'll make you feel better.

[noarmyatmyback]

...let me.

*plants a kiss on Abel's cheek and then clambers off him to the side, sort of unsteadily*

[onthenightroad]

[sighs in mock exasperation, mostly managing to sound content and worn out, and--rolls onto his side and sprawls out]